Friday, March 25, 2022

Interesting Finds

 Since selling my car, riding the bus and the trains have been my only mode of transportation----except walking, now that I have almost reached full recovery. Of course, there are days of exception due to weather (not an excuse) and more recovery as an on-going process. Having said that, my workflow has more than quadrupled in recent weeks. That---is what makes this all possible. 

Now, when I had my car and I made my daily route about the Metroplex following my travel wheel that I used for years to set up a route. That enabled me to cover and recover the Metroplex without missing anything when following up on construction products, or new ones. It became an act of faith at time. When I got in the car and pulled out onto the street,"Lord," I would say, "The wheel is yours. Take me where you want to go." Not surprisingly, my best days of shooting and getting images that sold 50 times over or more, came from those days. In short, I had no plans of where to go on those days, just turn the wheel almost blindly. 

Now that I do ride the public transportation, I had a thought a couple of weeks back. Why not do the same thing riding the bus or trains? And so I did. And so, every day this week I have sold pictures. I've found things that I would never have found on my own. Today, I found an amazing tree budding out with red seeds that are much like the 'helicopter' seed pods of the Maple trees. I had never seen those before. Oh, I've seem hundreds of time those little 'helicopters' flying down through the air from a Maple but the pods were tan to light green and rather leathery. These were identical in looks but they were bright red and while they were rigid, they were also soft to the touch. The tree bark was white like a Sycamore tree. And, if that wasn't enough, I found the southern version of a yellow Forsythia. One like I remember when growing up. In the Great Lakes, they are pretty much the same but there is a minor variation on bloom development and opening stages. Relatively minor differences. Since being back in Dallas, I have looked for them, but only today, did I find the Forsythia of my childhood.



 

 

 

 




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